Is God whispering your name?
This storm you’re in—could it be that God isn’t whispering but actually shouting to you?
It could be.
It might be.
“Do heroes know when they are heroic? Rarely. Are historic moments acknowledged when they happen? You know the answer to that one. (If not, a visit to the manger will remind you.) We seldom see history in the making, and we seldom recognize heroes. Which is just as well, for if we knew either, we might mess up both. But we’d do well to keep our eyes open. Tomorrow’s Spurgeon might be mowing your lawn. And the hero who inspires him might be nearer than you think. He might be in your mirror.”
― Max Lucado, When God Whispers Your Name
The more God empties your hands for other work the more you may know He has special work to give them.
— Edmund Garrett
If Job could have known, as he sat there in the ashes, bruising his heart on this problem of Providence, that in the trouble that had come upon him he was doing what one man may do to work out the problem for the world, he might again have taken courage. No man lives to himself. Job’s life is but your life and mine written in larger text… So, then, though we may not know what trials wait on any of us, we can believe that, as the days in which Job wrestled with his dark maladies are the only days that make him worth remembrance, and but for which his name had never been written in the book of life, so the days through which we struggle, finding no way, but never losing the light, will be the most significant we are called to live.
— Robert Collyer
As evening fell, Jesus said to his disciples, “Let’s cross to the other side of the lake.”
So they took him just as He was and started out, leaving the crowds behind (though other boats followed). But soon a terrible storm arose. High waves began to break into the boat until it was nearly full of water and about to sink. Jesus was asleep at the back of the boat with His head on a cushion.
Frantically they wakened Him, shouting, “Teacher, don’t you even care that we are all about to drown?”
Then He rebuked the wind and said to the sea, “Quiet down!” And the wind fell, and there was a great calm! And He asked them, “Why were you so fearful? Don’t you even yet have confidence in Me?”
Gospel of Mark 4:35-40 The Living Bible
On Pinterest my handle is Molly~O. Molly is a nickname for Martha and O = Overcomer.
My mother used to tell me that her favorite picture of me was taken one day on the front lawn, me in diapers holding on to a little sapling tree announcing to the world, “I’s Marsa-Tanny!”
I was bold. I was fearless. I knew who I was! But, things changed. I changed. I became fearful. Unsure of myself. Slowly, bit by bit, year by year, that sure confidence began erroding away. The overcomer became lost, buried under years of debris.
I used to look at that picture and wonder, “Where did she go?”
It has taken me six decades, count them “Six!” but now (finally) I am becoming who I was always meant to be, created to be, knew originally who I was supposed to be, way back yonder in the beginning.
How is it possible that it takes a lifetime to finally believe what I was certain of at eighteen months?
I still shake my head at times wondering at the grace that has brought me so far.
I think it happens to a lot of us. (If we’re honest.) The real “us” that we were created by God to be, gets buried under so much guff-N-stuff we lose ourselves.
Our real selves.
Life happens, and in our growing up, we find out the world is a hostile place—and certainly no friend to children.
For some of us we’re fortunate, and it’s just the normal amount of heartaches and rejection with minimal amounts of bumps and bruises.
But, for others it’s worse. Much worse. And our overcoming becomes a life and death struggle. Overcome, or be overcome.
Whichever journey was yours, I am convinced no one becomes an Overcomer by chance. You choose it. You fight back every single time life comes to stomp you into the ground.
You become certain of one primary thing:
YOU WERE BORN FOR SOMETHING GREAT!
And, because God’s Word fiercely proclaims, you are worthy of love! You are deserving of respect!, You are of infinite value to the God who created you!
And, by the grace of God that’s what I’ve finally learned—and I’m sticking to it.
You see, He’s finally convinced me of how much I am loved by Him!
And believing that?
I can overcome anything!